Monday, July 13, 2009

Memories

Former Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, holds back a flag that was blowing onto her during the 9th Annual John W. Rice Diversity and Equity Awards ceremonies in Sacramento, Calif., Monday, July 13, 2009. The award is named in honor of Rice's late father, Dr. John W. Rice who was a former member of the California Community Colleges Board of Governor's. It is awarded annually to the individuals or programs that demonstrate outstanding contributions toward achieving diversity and equity within the community colleges. (AP Photo/Rich Pedroncelli)

This is the saddest photo ever. Once, during Condi's reign at Foggy Bottom, it was a magical time, an era when the art of the holy Matching Armchairs Photo-Op flowered like a rare orchid under her watchful guidance. And now? Now, Condi?

Well, they may not be matching armchairs but they are matching chairs...And it may not be a vase of exquisite flowers, but it is a realistic looking plant...And her shoes do look like she wore out the toes, but I bet they were expensive when she bought them in 2000...But one thing has remained the same--she still sits like she wants us to get a gander at her old maid naughty bits.

Gone are the days, those halcyon days, when Little Robert Gates or Hadley would've beaten that flag into submission. And then gotten Condi a skinny carmel macchiatto (2 shots of espresso) from Starbucks.

I was disappointed that you haven't yet commented on the recent photos of Condi in a red silk dress, a real girly party dress, waving at the paparazzi as she walked to her waiting limo. I think TMZ aired this footage earlier this week.